Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 452 Temple of Conscience (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

"Fall?" The Japanese monk raised his eyebrows, "No, no, no, how could you be so bad? You are the most lucky person I have ever seen!"

"If ordinary people's luck is like a pool of water or a flowing stream, then your luck is like a long and magnificent river! You can't see the end at a glance!" The Japanese monk said sincerely, "Plainly speaking, it is You are too dazzling in the crowd. If other people's fortunes are sporadic fireflies, then your fortune is as dazzling as a huge 180-watt light bulb. It is difficult for people not to notice you... like this Say you understand?"

Lu Mingfei twitched the corners of his mouth, and he thought to himself, are you a monk really a professional? The previous description is still decent, giving people a strong feeling of ancient martial arts, and the rotten modern metaphor behind it is considered What's the matter?Isn't Yinghuo a comparison with Haoyue?Who taught you the metaphor of describing someone as a big 180-watt light bulb?Is that unreliable master who taught you to wait and see luck?

"You were sent by Lu Mingze to punish me?" Lu Mingfei asked the monk suspiciously.

"Which benefactor is Lu Mingze?" The monk was taken aback, puzzled.

"Then you were sent by Jiu De Mai and Su Enxi?" Lu Mingfei asked, "Because I told them that I don't need their remote assistance, so they complained about me and sent you to amuse me?"

"I have never heard of any of those weird names you mentioned, benefactor." The monk touched his big round bald head, "No one sent me here, I really see that benefactor, you are very lucky Damn, I want to rub your luck, we monks don’t tell lies, benefactor, are you persecuted paranoia?”

There are reasons for running around to check his own luck, his face is not blushing and his heart is not beating, and he even complained about his delusional disorder... Unexpectedly, one day he would be complained about by a Japanese monk. Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and held back This monk throws Sensoji Temple on impulse.

Eliyi trotted over from the crowd, holding a bamboo stick in her hand. She handed the bamboo stick to Lu Mingfei with a slightly ostentatious gesture. This was the first time in her life that she asked for a stick. , it looks like a good lottery was drawn.

Lu Mingfei used the bamboo stick to look down, and there were Chinese annotations printed on the Japanese signature.

"The sky is open and the earth is wide, so good fate is good, and everything is perfect when the day is auspicious."

"Oh! It's a lottery! It's still this lottery!" The monk also moved his shiny head over, "It's fate to meet each other. I learned how to unravel the lottery from my master. May I ask the benefactor if you need it?" Do you need sign-off service?"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, and he thought to himself, do you need to untie the lottery? The lottery in your temple doesn’t understand what is metaphor and what is implicit. This sign is so straightforward that it will hit your face, okay? , just like "Only mother is good in the world", you don't need to use your brain to think, it can be understood by individuals.

But Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at the signed text again, his expression was ignorant, he only knew that he had drawn a good lottery, Eri Yi, he still compromised and said to the monk: "Then please solve the lottery for me. "

"You can't interpret the signature by looking at it. It depends on what you are asking for, whether you are seeking marriage, career, or studies. Depending on the visualization in your mind when you are asking for the signature, the meaning of the signature is also different... But this one The lottery is really important." The monk clasped his hands together and looked at Erika, "May I ask the benefactor what he was thinking about when he asked for this lottery?"

"Sakura." Erika wrote in a small notebook and showed it to the monk.

The monk froze.

"Hmm...don't get me wrong, Sakura refers to me." Lu Mingfei tried to explain with shame, "Sakura is my name, you can understand it this way."

"I didn't expect the benefactor to be so lucky that even his name is so unique." The monk said with emotion.

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you mean this lottery is not the same?" Lu Mingfei asked, "Compared with other lottery, is there anything different about this lottery?"

"Yes, the meaning of this lottery is unique. In other words, if you draw this lottery for marriage, it means that everything is ready and good luck will come true. But if you are drawn for other things This lottery, then this lottery will be invalidated automatically." The monk explained, "And what I want to tell the benefactor is that this lottery is the only one in that lottery. Fortunately, there is only one lot, this lot is invincible and difficult to draw, it is only offered once a day, and it will be gone after drawing, so this lot...is sure enough!"

"Is it really so effective?" Lu Mingfei's heart moved, and he unconsciously clenched the bamboo stick in his hand.

"It's so effective!" The monk said in a low voice. "It is said that the last general of the Tokugawa family asked for this signature. Guess what? When he was burned to death in the end, the kabuki whom he had always loved secretly She actually took the initiative to express her heart to him, and then jumped into the sea of ​​fire with him, and died in love with him... What a vigorous love!"

"Also last year, an Italian with advanced cancer came to Japan for a trip. He drew this lottery at our Sensoji Temple with a hopeless heart, and guess what?" the monk said excitedly, "His ex-wife actually took the initiative Find him to remarry! As long as her husband fills in his name in the insurance beneficiary column."

"And last month, there was a girl who was lucky enough to win this lottery last month. Guess what happened?" the monk said, "That girl was stampeded on the overpass in Ginza that night, and her lungs She was damaged and sent to the hospital in shock, then she and her attending physician fell in love with each other at first sight, she was discharged from the hospital last week, and the two of them got engaged yesterday!"

"Damn it, it's really evil, but is this really a marriage lottery? Why is it more like a death note or some kind of cursed sentence." Lu Mingfei shivered slowly, "draw this What happened to the lottery guys doesn't sound too good."

"But everyone did reap love in the end, didn't they?" The monk comforted Lu Mingfei and said, "There is a certain amount of luck in a person's life, some people are short-lived, and it may not be a good thing to get the top lottery in terms of marriage. , because love has exhausted his life, he will always have to use other things to repay it, but you don't need to worry about this at all, as I said just now, you are a person with great luck, you are completely calm Live in a beautiful marriage."

"This is really satisfactory, so I will lend you a good word." Lu Mingfei smiled, took out the money and prepared to pay the monk as a fee for the release of the sign.

Lu Mingfei now finally understands why so many people are rushing to send money when they know that temples and Taoist temples are suspected of defrauding money. His words make people so happy, even if the other party is nonsense, he still thinks up.

"Benefactor, you are vulgar." To Lu Mingfei's surprise, the monk actually pushed back his lottery release fee, "I am a monk, and monks don't take money with both hands, and you are a person of great luck." People, accepting your money is to compromise my merits."

"The benefactor should have never been to the Guanyin Temple. If you have been to the Guanyin Temple, your trip to Sensoji Temple today will be considered complete. If you really want to pay homage to Buddhism, you can just put money in the money box at the entrance of the Guanyin Temple to pay homage. It’s over.” At this time, the monk leaned into Lu Mingfei’s ear again and reminded him in a low voice, “It’s enough for the two benefactors to put in a five-yuan coin each. , Spend a little money to form a good relationship with the Bodhisattva, it’s too late, don’t be fooled by my greedy nephews, Guanyin is not the master of money, my nephews’ practice has not yet reached home, benefactors must not I spent a lot of money under their tricks."

"Master is really a sincere person, your Sensoji Temple is really a temple of conscience." Lu Mingfei sighed, and after saluting to the monk, under the guidance of the monk, he took Erika and left towards the Guanyin Temple.

"A person with great luck is really a rare person with great luck. Such a person will do great things in the future. It is absolutely right not to accept his money, otherwise I will definitely lose my merit." Until Lu Mingfei He Eriyi walked away, but the monk still muttered to himself in the direction where Lu Mingfei left.

"Master! Master! I heard that you are a master at solving lottery here?" The middle-aged woman came to the monk with a bamboo stick in her hand, and handed it over carefully, "Just now I asked for a stick for my son. Sign, but this sign is too esoteric, master, I can’t read it, dare to ask, if you have time, can you solve it for me?"

The monk turned his head and looked the middle-aged woman up and down, muttering something like "luck is too shallow", "life is mediocre", "I can't add merit to help you solve the lottery". However, after a brief hesitation, the monk sighed slightly and muttered: "Meeting is fate... evil fate is also fate."

"Where is the lottery you drew? Let's take a look first." The monk stretched out a hand towards the middle-aged woman.

The aunt immediately handed the bamboo stick she had just drawn to the monk, and the monk read the sign carefully.

"Let's pretend, the night is still and the water is cold, and there is no bait for fish. Laughing, the boat is empty and the moon is empty."

It is indeed a cloudy signature, completely different from Lu Mingfei's idiot signature of "only mothers are good in the world". This kind of signature is basically impossible to comprehend without a professional deciphering it.

"My benefactor, what are you visualizing in your mind when you are asking for lottery?" the monk asked, "Career? Study? Or marriage?"

"Marriage! It's marriage!" said the aunt, pointing to Lu Mingze who was playing with the koi in the pond, and pointing to Jiajia who was watching other people guarding him, "This is my son, and my... Daughter-in-law-to-be, I just helped them find a marriage. How about it? Does it look right? I saw something written in the signature, "Laughing, the boat is empty, and the moon is empty." Since everyone laughed, what does this sign mean? Isn't it good?"

"To be honest, if this lottery is for career, study or safety, it can only be counted as a mid-level lottery. If it is for marriage..." the monk said slowly.

"If you ask for a marriage, it will be a sign, right?" The aunt couldn't help interjecting, her face full of anticipation.

"If you ask for marriage, it can only be counted as winning the lottery." The monk sighed and shook his head slowly.

"How could it be?" The aunt was stunned. "My son and his prospective daughter-in-law are so well-matched, how could it be possible to only win the lottery? Aren't all the signings a joke in the end?"

"Laughing doesn't mean it's good. Just let me explain it to you carefully." The monk said, "The meaning of this signed letter is: When everything is quiet and the water is deep and cold, the fish will not be baited or hooked. When going hunting, and returning empty-handed, the boat has to carry the moon and return. The smile here is a helpless smile. The interpretation shows that the luck of the king is also. It is appropriate to pay attention to reality, not to pay attention to illusory things, and to seek truth from facts. Otherwise, everything will be in vain, and nothing will be accomplished.”

"Why is this...how is this..." The aunt was dumbfounded, "How could my son and daughter-in-law-to-be fail to succeed? They clearly missed the door! Is the lottery from your temple really effective? Will it not? Sure? How about I ask for another one?"

"Benefactor, the lottery of our Asakusa Temple is famous for its efficaciousness, otherwise there would not be so many people attracted by it." The monk clasped his hands together and said, "And ask for a lottery, this kind of thing requires a sincere heart, Often only the first lottery is the most accurate, and asking for lottery will kill your luck, and if you ask too much, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas will not feel your sincerity, and your luck will only get worse and worse."

"Then what should I do? I have already spent a lot of money on that girl. If my son can't marry her in the end, wouldn't it be a big loss!" The aunt asked sincerely, "How dare you ask Master about this matter?" Is there a solution for my son? How can my son and that girl get together?"

The monk looked left and right, finally opened his pocket, and coughed twice deliberately.

How can the philistine aunt not understand what the monk means? The stinginess of the housewife immediately exploded: "Didn't you say that it costs money to ask for a visa, and there is no charge for unraveling the visa? Why is there a fee? This is not deceiving consumers. Is it? And you monks don’t touch money with your hands? It is said that money will destroy merit.”

"Yes, the unraveling of the lottery is free, but there is no way to change the lottery for free. Changing the lottery is a very energy-consuming thing. If you are not careful, you will lose your merit." The monk said sincerely, "We monks really have both hands. Don’t touch money, it’s up to the benefactor to let you in? If you think it’s worthless to spend money on your son’s marriage, the implementer, of course I can’t force it. For ordinary people, this kind of thing In the beginning, believe it or not, but from what you said, it seems that you have already paid a lot of money for your son. If you fall short because you are reluctant to give up such a little sincerity, you don’t need to feel sorry for the benefactor.”

My aunt thought about it, the master's words were indeed reasonable. I had invested so much in Jiajia, and in the end I only missed this one step. Didn't I come to Sensoji Temple this time to seek marriage for the children?If this fell to the Bodhisattva in the end, I would have to slap myself, besides, how much money does it cost for sincerity?

(End of this chapter)